Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Depths of memory ❯ Soulmates ( Chapter 6 )

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6. Soulmates

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New Xillion City, spring 2004

 

Wednesday evening, 6.33 pm

 

My fingers pressed the button for the eleventh floor in and I walked over to Sora standing in the back of the elevator as the machine started its ascent to my apartment.

"You are so jealous."

I threw my head in my neck and bit back a snappy remark, took a deep breath and placed myself next to my grinning boyfriend.

The shoot had gone as I had expected it to go; absolutely nerve wrecking. It was a true miracle that I hadn't punched Nobuhiro in the face by the end of it.

"Ms Takuchi didn't mean it that way, you know that." Sora then whispered without the smile, his right hand sliding around my right arm in a comforting way.

I sighed, of course she had, and she had had all rights too… Ms Takuchi was the representative for Von Aglio Fashion.

"She was right and I was acting like an unprofessional, selfish two year old." I whispered, my face directed to the floor in shame. "It's just… I can't stand him."

Sora was silent for a while before squeezing my arm softly and smiling up at me, "Everyone has someone like that, it's okay. By the way, you looked fabulous on those pictures and you got that contract for the upcoming Von Aglio fashion show, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but that was after Nobuhiro had excused himself for me!" I groaned in annoyance and growing shame.

Sora sighed sympathetically, "Don't think about it anymore. You have a dinner with Kairi's father tonight; you can set your mind off the shoot."

The elevator came to a halt on the eleventh floor and we stepped out.

"Join me tonight." I spoke as we stood in front of the door to the apartment.

One perfectly shaped chocolate eyebrow rose skeptically and a cheeky smile appeared on his face, "Waw that must be the most romantic way in which anyone has ever asked me for a first date." He whispered sarcastically, putting a hand on his right hip.

I chuckled softly and opened the door, "That really sucked, huh?"

"Yeah," Sora chuckled, nodding. "Try again."

I laughed and rolled my eyes up to the ceiling in amusement and cleared my throat, scraping all of my courage together. "Would you like to join me for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm… No." He simply said and entered the apartment, leaving me dumbfounded at the door. What did I do wrong this time?

"Hey!" I protested, entering and closing the door behind me. Sora was giggling as he watched me approaching him from his spot against the dinner table.

"I changed my mind." He said, shrugging nonchalantly. "I don't want to go to dinner."

I pursed my lips playfully as I stopped in front of him and pulled him close, "Okay… then what do you want to do?"

"You don't have any classes tomorrow, do you?" He whispered softly, sliding his hands up my chest before looking up at me expectantly.

I thought about it for a moment, knowing that tomorrow was going to be one of the rare free days I've had in months. "No, I don't…" I suspiciously whispered back, eying the brunette from the corners of my eyes.

"I'm free tomorrow too…" Sora whispered seductively, his fingers playing with the stud button of my leather jacket's collar. "So… we don't have to go to sleep early, right?"

I squinted, not sure about what it was that he really was insinuating. "What do you want?" I bluntly asked, acting like I was bored out of my mind so he'd tell me quicker.

He pouted and swatted me on my chest playfully, "Why don't we go for a movie after dinner and then you can show me around the city like you promised my uncle two days ago."

"Ah…" I whispered, "Never imagined you to be such a romantic." I teased, earning a stuck out tongue from him.

"Well, it's not like you know me very well… who knows, after tonight maybe…" He kissed me gently on my lips and then walked away from me, entering the kitchen.

I raised an eyebrow at that, silently questioning what that seductive little kitten had going through his mind this time. He couldn't possibly mean what I thought he meant did he? I… could he possibly want to…? I needed some clarifications.

"And you think that by going to a movie it'll widen our knowledge of each other?" I loudly asked, following him into the kitchen.

"Well," He said pensively, putting down the bottle of peanut butter he had taken out of the cupboard above him and bringing his right index finger to his mouth to eat the small amount of light brown paste he had scooped up. "Maybe we should practice?"

Now I was totally lost, what in hell was he talking about? "You want to practice? Practice what?" I asked with growing confusion.

For a moment he just stared at me; his finger about to enter his mouth again after having been dipped into the bottle. He then started to laugh and walked over to me. "Here, let me show you." He approached his finger close to my lips, silently asking me to part them.

I willingly obliged and received his peanut buttered finger inside my mouth. I kept my eyes open as I licked his finger clean, watching how he bit his lower lip and followed each movement of my lips and tongue.

"Did you know that I just love it when you do that?" He throatily whispered, pleasantly surprising me with his confession. His face was flushed and his breathing had gotten a little heavier.

I smiled and his finger slid out of my mouth. "And I love the taste of peanut butter on your finger."

"See?" He huskily said, his eyes still on my lips, "We learned something from each other…"

I smirked, one of my hands sliding up into his hair, "Can't wait to see what else it is you like…"

His eyes fluttered shut, "I like it when you do that too…"

"You do…?" I huskily whispered back, pulling him close and grazing with my lips over the skin of his throat as he arched his back and tentatively fluttering the tip of my tongue against that surface of smooth, toned skin. He gasped and moaned my name.

"Yes…" His hands were sliding up into my hair and he took hold of it, almost painfully. "But we need to stop."

And with that he pulled me away from him and planted another kiss on my lips before letting of me and walking back to his jar of peanut butter.

"You're torturing me! You know that, don't you?" I groaned. He had totally killed the mood, but I knew that he was still unsure about changing our still blossoming relationship into sexual one.

"I know… But I'm not doing it on purpose, you know that." He whispered softly, his attitude suddenly very timid and insecure.

"Hey…" I approached him and embraced him from behind, "Don't worry, I was just joking. You know what I told you yesterday, right? I'll wait for you to be ready. There's no rush."

"It's not that I don't want it... I do trust you…"

"I know, babe. Don't worry about it, its okay."

I pressed a kiss against his right cheek and rocked him against my body. We remained in that embrace for a while, the unspoken moment bringing us closer to each other, adding more intimacy to our growing relationship.

I turned my head to the side and saw Kairi's about to enter the kitchen in noting but her grey, comfy pants and a black, strapless bra. When she noticed both Sora and me standing by the sink, she quickly tiptoed her way out of the kitchen, inaudibly apologizing as she went. Sora didn't seem to have noticed her, because he just turned himself around and took me into a comfortable embrace.

 

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7.19 pm

 

"It's a blind date, Riku. I don't know who that guy is."

 

Kairi was resting her left foot against the low table of the living room as she put a finishing touch to her toe nails with a dark purple color of nail polish.

"Didn't Selphie tell you what he does or anything? You're just going like that?" I asked as she stood up, showing me her outfit. She was wearing a deeply cut, tie back halter top with a tiger motive and close fitting denims, high heeled, brown wedges and the large gold toned, cat fish hook earrings signed 'Babyphat' that I had bought her for her birthday. Her long auburn hair was done up in a stylish ponytail.

She looked way too good for a guy she didn't even know.

Kairi simply shrugged and walked passed me, taking her denim jacket and bag along with her from the couch. "Don't worry, Rik. We're just going out for dinner, in a different restaurant than yours that is." She walked back to me and pressed a kiss against my left cheek. "I really need this." She then softly whispered to me, rubbing away the remains of her lip-gloss on my cheek with her right thumb. I sighed, understanding what she meant, yet still not wanting for her to leave the house without me for some reason.

"Just be careful alright?" I whispered to her when she looked at herself in her mirror. "Call me when you get back home."

Kairi laughed at that, but quickly went silent when she saw my serious and worried face. "Okay." She said softly, nodding. "Please don't worry about me tonight and enjoy yourself with Sora, okay?"

I smiled and nodded. "Okay."

She opened the door and was ready to step out when she suddenly remembered something; "Do not tell my father about this." And with that she closed the door behind her.

I chuckled and plopped down on the couch, waiting for Sora to be ready so we could head out for the night. My thoughts dwelled on my female roommate for the second time that evening, a feeling of discomfort taking over me. I knew that my relationship with Sora had been the main reason that had driven her out of the house, and I did not like the idea. I felt like I was letting her down somehow, by not returning the feelings she felt for me. I had already pondered on those thoughts many times, and still I couldn't find a way to shake them off of me. A part of me was honestly glad that she was going out to meet another man, yet another part felt like that guy was going to rip her away from me and take her out of my life… And her presence in my life was something I was not willing to miss. I hold Kairi close to my heart and I do not think that that will ever change.

I stood up and walked over to the TV set. A picture of Kairi and me was standing next to it, one we had taken at the fair last year. I picked it up and chuckled endearingly at the expressions we were making on it. I remembered that just before the flash went off she had gotten into this mysterious fit of laughter and I just wanted to press a kiss on her left cheek.

She looked happy and carefree on the picture. It was one my favorite of hers.

I wanted her happiness above everything for sure, and I knew that although she wished for it, she wasn't happy with me because I didn't give her what she thought would procure her that happiness.

And so, I decided then as I put down the picture, it was better for her to set her mind off of me and meet other men.

"I'm ready, Riku. Let's go."

I turned around and found Sora putting on a black jacket over the stylish white shirt he had put on. He had tucked the shirt into the tight denims he was wearing and left the top buttons open, revealing the silver necklace he wore there, and a beautiful leather belt ornamented his waist. His feet were dressed in black, leather shoes with a pointy tip and a 4cm heel. I noticed that he had put on some eyeliner, his deep blue eyes coming out more accentuated. He had kept the sexy, nonchalant look in his hair and the designer velvet jacket brought the finishing touch to his look.

Damn. He looked h-o-t.

"I feel like telling you that you look great in those jeans, but I'm hesitating out of fear that you'll think that I'm treating you like a woman." I said, my eyes never leaving his body.

Sora chuckled, adjusting the collars of his shirt and jacket, "I do like compliments, Riku."

I smiled, not believing that this scrumptious creature was mine. All mine. "Sora… you look hot. There's no other way to describe it."

He laughed, "That makes two of us then."

"Anything to impress you on our first date." I replied, spreading my arms. I was wearing almost the same thing as him, only my shirt was black with some red inscriptions on it and my jacket reached to my knees where Sora's stopped just passed his hips. I had put on my expensive black Prada ankle boots for the occasion.

He snickered and walked over to the door, "I am impressed."

"Thank you." I walked over to him and kissed him on his cheek before taking my keys that I had put on the small table next to the door. "You smell like strawberries."

"It's my shampoo, you like?" He giggled as I opened the door and he stepped out.

"I love it."

"My hair?"

"Love it."

"My eyes, lips?"

"Love it. I love everything about you. In fact, you look so good, that I would like to have a bite from you…" I said and playfully attacked him from the back in his neck with my teeth, making him giggle and squirm in my arms as we awkwardly made our way to the elevator.

 

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8.36 pm

 

"A campaign?"

 

Ansem Kuro nodded, delicately wiping away the remains of his sweet chilly salmon and then laying his napkin aside. He then sat back, resting the tip of his ten fingers against each other, waiting for an answer from my part.

"You want me to do a campaign for a new type of mobile phone your company developed?" I asked incredulously; I was excited that this chance was being offered to me and I couldn't believe that I was actually that wanted in the city. My eyes turned to look at Sora on my left and found him smiling back at me encouragingly with his glass of water in his right hand.

The amber eyed man smiled, "I wanted to make sure that we got a new popular face with big potential. I heard that you're to do the fashion walk show that is due to happen within 3 weeks. That's a big thing for an uprising super model like you."

I briefly wondered how he knew about my contract with Von Aglio, but I quickly dismissed it. He was indulging me with compliments to get to what he wanted from me of course, but I couldn't deny that I didn't like it.

"What is so special about this new mobile?" Sora asked, laying down his fork on his plate, "There are already portables with cameras, internet connections, GPS and MP3's. What else can you add to that?"

I raised an eyebrow at his good question, silently realizing that maybe I had been a little too excited about what was being offered to me to think about what I really was getting myself into. The image of the mobile would greatly affect the image people would have of me, so I needed to know what it's abilities were and if the company I was about to collaborate with had a good image. I realized that I actually should have talked to Cloud about this.

Mr Kuro put down his glass of wine and chuckled, "My company created software capable of recognizing DNA."

I squinted, taking my glass of water from the table and approaching it to my lips, "Like the one used for personal identification the government uses?"

He nodded, "Yes, and like them we want to use this software for security. To secure a mobile from being stolen."

"How?" I heard Sora say.

"Personal Identification by Touch." Kuro said with a small proud smile.

"Wow." Both Sora and I said.

"That's…" Sora began, obviously amazed, "This would mean a great technological advance."

Kuro nodded in acknowledgement of the compliment.

"How does it work?" I asked.

"Rather simply; after the purchase of one of our mobiles, the costumer only has to initiate the identification by keeping his right index on the screen so the mobile recognizes him and sees him as the rightful owner." Another cunning smile passed over the elder man's face. "But I will leave the details for your agent, Riku."

"Of course." I smiled amenably.

Sora then stood up from his seat and excused himself from the table to go to the restrooms.

"He is a handsome young man, your boyfriend."

I frowned and looked at Kairi's father, "How did you know…?" I never told him that Sora and I were together.

"Never mind how I found out, Riku." He said with a reserved smile, "It is not of importance."

I smiled uneasily and sat back in seat when a waiter came to clean up our table and handed us the menus for desert.

"What does he do?" Kuro inquired after the waiter had gone with our orders.

"He's a photographer for CQ-Mag." I answered.

"Where is he from?"

"From the Destiny Islands." He nodded and sat back just in time to see Sora returning.

"I ordered a dessert for you." I whispered to him.

"What did you get me?" He whispered back with a curious look on his face.

"Une poire belle Hélène." I spoke to him in my best French.

"A wha?" He amusedly asked, making me wonder if he hadn't understood my French or if he really didn't know what it was.

Kairi's father smiled at that, "It's a poached pear with vanilla ice cream, warm chocolate sauce and pistachio biscotti."

"Ah." Sora said, grinning. "Yum."

I laughed at his cute remark and took his right hand in mine. Sora raised a surprised eyebrow at that before looking at me and blushing.

"Love is a double edged sword isn't it?" The white haired man suddenly spoke from above his glass of wine.

I didn't understand why he made that sudden remark and nor did Sora by the way he questioningly looked at me. "Sir?"

He smiled and shook his right hand, asking us to forget about it. "I won't keep you two lovebirds from sharing an intimate evening together seen the fact that I've done what I had intended to do tonight." With that said he stood up and called one of the nearby waiters. "I have other matters to attend to for now. Please enjoy the rest of your meal at my costs."

"Mr Kuro—" I wanted to apology and ask him to stay longer out of politeness, but he just shook his head.

"I will not take no for an answer. Please enjoy and we'll talk to each other soon." He turned to Sora, "It was nice meeting you, Sora. Hope you'll enjoy your stay in the city."

"Thank you, Sir." Sora demurely whispered.

He gave his orders to the waiter and the young man nodded before rushing away. He then turned around one last time, "Have a pleasant night," and then walked towards the lobby where he received his long coat and gloves before disappearing through the entrance door.

"He's not that bad." Sora then said to me as our dessert was being brought and put on the table.

"He isn't, though he certainly is a different man from when I still lived in the sub-urbs." I picked up the small fork and took a piece from the pear with some chocolate and brought it up to his mouth.

"Hmm. I love chocolate." He mumbled with his eyes closed, savoring the taste.

I now scooped up some ice cream, "You do, huh?"

He nodded and opened his mouth for the ice cream and licking his lips after he had eaten it. "It's an aphrodisiac, you know."

"I do know," I playfully said, watching how he scooped up some pear with chocolate from his dessert plate and approached it to my mouth. "Are you trying to get me in the mood or something?"

"Or something…" He whispered impishly after he had fed me my first bite of dessert.

 

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10. 57 pm

 

That night, the full moon shone brightly up in the sky, nightlife slowly awakening in the city. Sora and I came out of the movie theater clutching to each other as we laughed about the romantic comedy we had just seen.

I held up a cab that drove by and we both got in.

"Oh come on! I thought it was a good movie!" Sora giggled, resting his body against mine on the backseat of the now moving car.

I laughed, "Hey, I didn't say it was bad!"

"I just found it so sweet that he just kept trying to make her remember him… makes me think about us in a way." He whispered, now looking at me.

I smiled and caressed the back of his head lovingly, "What would you have done if I hadn't recognized and accepted you?"

"Probably would've gone find me a hole to crawl in and die." He told me softly, his eyes trailing away from mine.

I gave him a soft smile and put my index finger underneath his chin, turning his face to me, "Don't say things like that. I'm glad I found you, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"Do you really mean that?" He whispered and I could hear his voice tremble slightly from the tears he was holding back. All evening long I had had the impression that something had been bothering him.

I took his face in my hands and made our lips connect in a soft, soothing kiss. His trembling lips hesitantly moved against mine, a shaky breath escaping him as I let go of him and watched him for a long moment. "I've known you for so long, Sora. I know what it is my heart is telling me right now. It wants to be with you, I want to be with you."

"Riku…" He sniffled, bending his head. A tear found its way out of his closed eyes and I made him look at me again.

"We belong together." I told him, wiping away his tears. His beautiful orbs were like endless pools of sorrow, my heart breaking at the mere sight of them like this. "And I will never, ever let you go; you're most precious to me."

"Promise me," He whispered, now clutching against my chest, "Promise me that you'll come and find me in our next lives."

I closed my eyes as my right cheek rested against his unruly mass of hair and smiled, "I will. I'll keep searching for you until the end of times."

I felt his grip on me grow tighter and he whispered; "Let's go home."

"You tired?" I asked softly.

He shook his head, "I want this night to be ours, Riku." He raised his head, "Make love to me tonight."

I couldn't speak, let alone breathe. He had asked it so simply and yet I could feel my heart beat like crazy in my chest. I had wanted this ever since I first kissed him and now I was almost shaking from nervousness. It felt like my first time all over again…

The cab drove tranquilly through the centre of the city while we stayed in our embrace, the feelings we had for each other ready to be exchanged for something deeper, something more serious…

 

 

Hoax, winter 1253

 

He awoke with a start in his moonlit room; his body was glistening with sweat. His breath was coming in ragged gasps, his sleep deranged by a disquieting dream. A hand ornamented by a large blue ring crawled up his muscled abdomen, the face of a young man appearing from behind his back.

"Those dreams again?" The young brunette asked his bedmate with a worried face.

The other let himself fall on his cushion again and closed his turquoise eyes tiredly, "They are worrisome, and I have not slept in a week now because of them."

In the light of the moon shining through his small window, he could see the beautiful face of his royal lover appear above him, his sapphire blue eyes eerily pale in the silver shine.

"What are they about?" The younger one asked.

The blonde hesitated a little, not sure if telling his lover about his dreams was a good thing. "Don't worry yourself about it; lay back to sleep."

"Ryuu, do not try to protect me like you would a child." The prince sternly said, his eyes piercing into Ryuu's.

Knowing his lover well enough to know that he could be extremely stubborn when he wanted to, Ryuu sighed, surrendering. "They are about you."

The brunette frowned for a brief moment and then stared at him with a small smile, "Then why are they worrying you?" He whispered softly, caressing Ryuu's face with his left hand.

"Soryan…"The soldier turned his face away and sighed, not knowing how he was supposed to tell his lover about his dreams.

"My love, tell me." Soryan whispered, "What kind of dreams about me can they be, if they cause you that much distress?"

Ryuu closed his eyes and sighed again before looking at him again. "I lose you in them…"

"Lose me?" The prince echoed, smiling briefly, "You will never lose me—"

"You die." Ryuu interrupted him, bringing a hand up to touch Soryan's beautiful face.

"Oh…" Soryan laid himself next to him, resting his head against Ryuu's left shoulder. For a long moment they didn't speak a word.

"They are only dreams, Ryuu." Soryan then whispered after a while, his left hand caressing Ryuu's abdomen absently, "They are not real."

"I don't know why I keep dreaming about such things…" Ryuu whispered apologetically. "I—"

"It is alright, love. Worry about it no more." The prince softly whispered, pressing a kiss on his chest. "I am still here, so please, go back to sleep; nothing will happen to me."

"The thought of losing you is one I can't bare, Soryan. I wouldn't be able to go on." Ryuu whispered, hooking his right leg over the prince's underneath the raw, animal fur and burying his face in the younger man's throat.

"I love you." The brunette softly told him as he felt him pressing kisses on his skin.

Ryuu rolled on top of him and slid his hands into Soryan's, bringing them to lie above his head on the bed, pinning them there.

Spreading his legs and closing his eyes at the familiar press of his lover's tip against his entrance, Soryan bit back a moan when his lover's member smoothly slid inside of him. The shaky gasps that came out of his mouth were immediately silenced by Ryuu's lips taking possession of his, their bodies starting the sensual, ages-old rhythm that would bring them to their release.

"Soryan…" The soldier throatily whispered, his eyes half lidded as he stared at the by rapture taken face of his lover beneath him. "I won't let anything happen to you."

Soryan whimpered softly, arching up at one particular deep stroke. The pleasure Ryuu gave him each time they made love was of intensity that he could hardly bare, the moans and cries flowing out of his mouth like water flowing out of a can.

"Shhh…" Ryuu shushed, slowing down his thrusts and lying his head down in the crook of the young prince's left shoulder. "Your passionate replies will wake the entire castle, my love."

"Then silence me, because I cannot control my body any longer…" He moaned back, writhing restlessly beneath him. "Oh… god…!"

Ryuu chuckled at that and kissed him again, muffling his lover's ardent responses.

Their forms kept moving faster and needier with every stroke in the pale light, until they froze in silent ecstasy and then limply fell on the bed, welcoming sleep once more.

 

A lonely figure stood outside the door leading to the young captain's chamber, one ear pressed against the wooden surface.

"Brother, what have you done?"

 

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To be continued…

 

-BDP-

 

 

 

 

 

 

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